Thursday, October 20, 2011

The Reality of Bedtime

Angela's in bed sick with the flu and Vito's asleep. The apartment is nice and quiet. When I'm done here, I'll go grade some papers so I don't have to do everything on Saturday night. Pretty domestic.

When I was putting Vito to sleep tonight, he said:
     "Daddy, October's taking a long time."
     "Why?" I asked. "What are you waiting for?" I expected him to say December because, earlier in the evening, we had been talking about Christmas as a time when he might get some more toys.
     "May!" he answered without any hesitation.
     "Oh! For your birthday, right?"
     "Yeah!" He rolled over and put his feet on his pillow, contemplating our conversation or coming to grips with the reality of bedtime. "I'm hot."

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